Disney World is a Dangerous Place

I went to Disney World for a week with my wife, Amanda and my step-son, Andy. It was a pretty normal, and fun time, until this one day. It was the third day of our trip and we we’re going to ride Splash Mountain, which was pretty fun. After we went on the ride, some weird looking, skinny guy started tapping on my shoulder, I turned over and he asked me if I wanted some “horse”, I asked him what he was talking about and he repeated “horse”. I had no clue what he was talking about so I told him to get lost, me and my family went on a few more rides. A few hours later we were ready to leave, as we were heading towards the exit, I felt like something bit my back, like a small rock or something. I turned around and, no surprise, there was the creepy drug dealer. I gave him the finger, which made my wife start chuckling. I was getting pretty nervous, so before we left, I tracked down one of the police officers wandering about and I told him about the guy. The cop didn’t seem too bothered, and seemingly ignored what I was saying to him, we then left the park. Roughly 6 hours later back at our motel room, my step-son had already been asleep, and me and my wife started getting ready for bed, I turned off the lights and got in bed, about 30 minutes later, I heard something scratching at the door, I got up and turned on my bedside lamp, trying not to wake up my family, and got up and looked out the window and didn’t see anything at all, just the motel parking lot, my F-150, and a Toyota Corolla. I thought nothing of it and went back to bed. I got woken up by something dropping, I immediately jumped out of bed and turned on the lights, to see two guys, one of which was the guy I saw at the park, and another guy in seemingly worse condition than the other, I screamed out to them, which woke up my wife and stepson, the guy I saw before charged towards me, but I grabbed the bedside table and hit him in the head with it, knocking him out cold. The other guy started running towards the door, and I ran after him. I ran for about 5 minutes before the guy ran out into traffic, nearly getting hit by a car. I ran back to the motel to see that there was a cop car outside, and that there was a cop pinning the guy I knocked out, now unconscious, and another cop talking to my wife, who was holding my step-son close. The first guy was arrested and ended up ratting out the other guy, who both got 5 years in jail. This happened in summer of 2012. Me and my wife now both own handguns, and I also keep a shotgun hidden in the house. All I can hope is that this asshole never tries to hurt my son, my wife, or me, and never attempts to make any type of contact with us again, and if they do, so God help me, I don’t know what I’ll do to them.

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